2 tolerated sips from me tonight. He was very distracted. As soon as he realized what was going on, he pushed back again.
He did eat solids very well today. He had 12.5 oz of purees at daycare, including one meal of 6 oz at once. The daycare said that she fed him half as he usually would eat, she turned to put something in the sink and he was self feeding himself, so they finished the jar.
We went out to dinner tonight (I decided to break my diet and have a margarita. Or two.) and he ate probably 6 cheezits, a chunk of chocolate graham cracker & several small pieces of bread. I gave him some fruit as well, but he didn't even touch that.
He had 400 calories in purees, plus whatever all the crackers and bread added up to. I didn't even include those in the tally. I tried to wait for him to sleep to start his drip tonight, but yet again, he laid awake until I turned it on. He's normally asleep very quickly. But every night since we started this, he's laid awake a long time. I can't help but feeling like he's waiting to make sure I'm going to come in and make his tummy feel better.
Emotionally, I'm okay. The margaritas helped. I honestly couldn't tell you the last time I had more than one drink. Hell, I can barely tell you when the last time I had *A* drink was. But I was really wallowing. And damn, they were some good margaritas.
In a sad but funny moment, Robbie kept reaching for the margarita shaker on the table. I finally told him "that's a drink." He turned his head to the side, said no and never reached for it again. I don't know if I should laugh or cry.
We're just trying to muddle through. I have a few ideas for different things to try, but I can't say I feel that hopeful about any of them. I just know I can't give up.